A Day in the Life – Part 2
The continuing saga of a day in a life that might not be too far away… a life in a world of expensive energy and a contracting economy… a life filled with adjustments, sacrifices, and unexpected pleasures.
The continuing saga of a day in a life that might not be too far away… a life in a world of expensive energy and a contracting economy… a life filled with adjustments, sacrifices, and unexpected pleasures.
3 Praise Be to GOD for 3-D seismic X-ray vision of the greasy flanks of Ghawar the Great, permitting freer access to her hidden treasures;
4 For horizontal drill bores and accessory attachments with which to better probe her deepest recesses, liposuctioning her jet fuels that carry us to concrete-reinforced Middle Eastern vacation colonies;
Member of German Parliament Sounds Death Knell for Carbon Energy
A Call to Action on Peak Oil
The Trouble With Energy
Hamilton on speculation, inflation and oil
Oil Demand Falling Fast In Japan
Technology seen key to oil sands: Chu
Waxman Irks Allies by Bargaining With Companies on Climate Bill
Climate Bill Earmarks $500M for Clean Coal
Allotment demand leads to 40-year waiting lists
Looking at Europe’s Green Ways
Energy policy of the Greens
Stop the world, Jeff wants to get off
Jeff Rubin’s Shrinking World (book review)
Small new world
Interview
In the rare instances where I come across a book that is a feast for the mind and soul I wrestle with it as with a lover. Pages get dog-eared, the pen comes out and notes appear all over. Great passages are underlined. There are coffee and wine stains. This marks my affair with a great book. “Sacred Demise” is the first such book I have read in many years.
A mid-week update, including:
-Prices and production
Many people understand times will get tougher. Most people also have kids. Yet publications that discuss peak energy, the environment or the economy rarely talk about children, or how to train them for the world they foresee. Whether you have kids or not, it’s a useful exercise – it means thinking seriously about what the world might look like in ten or twenty years, beyond a blurry pastiche of Hollywood apocalypses.
When our bed of irises bloom for one brief but glorious week in late May, I think, strangely enough, of a letter a friend of mine received from a doctor in Minnesota. The doctor observed that in his medical practice, rural people face the prospect of dying with more equanimity than urbanites.
Perhaps you have noticed a common theme in my recent columns. Each policy proposed to solve our economic, oil or climate problems I have examined has a fatal flaw, and often more than one. New initiatives always seem dead on arrival.
Now I realize that some of you will look at any advice of mine on this subject with skepticism – after all, you may even blame me (quite correctly, perhaps), for your loved one’s going bonkers and talking about sheep and nut trees all the time. And yet, I do feel your pain. Or rather, my husband does, and he’s happy to tell me all about what it is like to look over at the person you love and wonder why on earth she’s babbling about soil.